Lyrics:
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
and cry
Oh, the sun will rise, a new day dawns
The masses sing, oh
Let the women speak
Let the black men breathe
Let the children free
Let the ways of man
When I was young
They gave me things I couldn't check out for shit
I'd like to spit it all out by now
For there's no fucking way to fit
The world
Clear blue water
The salty ocean air
The heat of the sun and how it's making my
Sunglasses have a glare
The laughing children
Having fun, splashing
Vukani kusasa
Nijabule bantwana
Vukani kusasa
Nijabule
Dusk has been and now it's gone
Replaced by dark where the Sun had shone
The Winter sky so
human, too
And while the sun goes down
The world goes by
White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world
I'm waiting for the perfect chance to get my life on track
My life feels like a children's toy, it's broke and full of cracks
I've been thinkin
To mix in with the refuse of today
Can you see the setting sun
Liberty is being stripped away
Enforced by marching homophobes with guns
Rape the Earth,
inside your smile
The sun will rise (in your world)
The moon will shine (in your world)
The years will go by (in your world)
You will be alright (in your
at the sun
You better gonna listen up
Before the sun is going down
What's going on in 20 minutes ago?
What's going on in 20 minutes ago?
Everything passed by
Summertime but it feels cold
Sun's out, it ain't shinin' though
I'm just tryna make it through the day
Ain't thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
As I lay me
scientist
He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man
Look, look into my mouth he cries
And all the children lost down many paths
I bet my life, you'll walk
Written by Peter Green.
Shadows fall, children play
And baby when the sun goes down
They go away
But these pains here inside
Baby when
that no longer fit me
We sometimes fool ourselves
Into thinking we will reach size zero
30 years after having children
Hoarding clothes takes up too much
The tall mushroom castles, fairytale children and all
I may never again chance to fly upon dragonfly wings
Or wake where the morning sun shines on a pine
your children's faces
One by one
And all the trips you know you missed
And all the lips you never kissed
Cut through you like a knife
And now you
in diminishing altitude
Redesigning clouds as the new stronghold, a new host
"The sun, this sun, is accommodating, sending vital heat
Imprisoned, as I
Rebels on the run, we’re children of the sun
Rebels on the run we’re children of the sun,
said it’s battle we gonna fight till we’ve won!
Yeh what we’re
the engines pumping out children strangled by
static from the noisy sun.
So won't you tell us what's brewing in your trenches?
Let us see what you've got
We are the children that worship the moon
We live in the shadows so we never see the sun
Creatures of this city and I'm sure you'll see us soon
We
Rolling weed
On de beach
Myrtle beach
On de weed
On de weed
Myrtle beach
On de beach
Myrtle weed
In the cloud
In the sky
Sun is bright
Feeling high
gone by the time they come
You can't catch me
The war is already won
Even though the children have sold their guns
We must remember the fallen ones
(The) Night souls are purified - by the blackening work!
Listen now the cold whisper - of a demon sigh!
The secrets of the ancient giants
lay
and all I see is
Mothers leaving children, hanging by their toes
Upside down, inside out, tell me how can your eyes stay closed?
Poisonous hands that
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